The rest of my day passed in a haze, as if the world had decided to move without me. Nothing significant happened—no sudden clarity, no breakthroughs. Just an overwhelming quiet that left me with nothing but my own thoughts.Nerissa had asked for space after she left the pack, told me she needed time to ‘process her humiliation.’ I gave it to her. Not because I wanted to, but because I didn’t have the mental strength to argue. I sat there questioning everything once again—who I was, who I used to be, who I thought I loved- it had become my favorite thing to do.I’m not in love with Nerissa anymore. That much I know. But knowing doesn’t always make things easier. What makes it worse is realizing just how many people around me had seen things I was too blind to notice. My parents, for one. The looks they gave her—icy, disappointed, wary. They saw something in her I didn’t. A version of Nerissa I had refused to believe existed.But my grandmother… she always liked Nerissa. Always. She sa
I let out a sharp huff and crossed one leg over the other, my heel bouncing with pent-up irritation. Typical Matthias. He hadn’t changed. Still using cheap tactics and emotional sabotage to try and keep control of a situation that slipped from his hands days ago. Of course, he brought her, Nerissa. It wasn’t just a meeting. It was an ambush, carefully dressed up as coincidence.Thank the gods—all of them—for Cassiel showing up this morning. I’m not sure how I would’ve handled that alone. I probably would've kept my cool on the outside, but internally? I'd have been a storm. Matthias had this way of pretending to listen. He’d nod, ask the right questions, say the right words… and then do whatever he wanted anyway, like my voice was just background noise to him. Despite Cassiel’s talk with him yesterday, he still wanted me to train Nerissa.How entitled can one person be?Cassiel sat down beside me, solid and reassuring, and I accepted the folders from his hands with a small sigh and a
Aurielle spent a full minute fussing over the bouquet—turning it slightly in the light, tracing a crystal-dusted petal with her finger, inhaling the scent like she couldn’t get enough of it. I stood there and watched her with a quiet kind of reverence.She was beautiful.When was she ever not?She wore a fitted red long-sleeved top that hugged her arms. Around her neck hung a black beaded necklace—simple but striking. Her black skirt brushed her upper thighs, short enough to draw attention, but not short enough to cross any lines. Classy. Calculated. Her black heels added just the right edge, and the soft shimmer of silver jewelry—rings, earrings, a bracelet I hadn't noticed before—brought the whole look together. She looked like a woman ready to conquer anything, even if she had no idea just how devastating she was to look at. It amazes me that aurielle doesn’t know how beautiful she is.I’ve never laid eyes on another woman in the region more attractive than she is.And when she fi
I woke up feeling… lighter. Brighter. Hopeful in a way I hadn’t felt in weeks—maybe months.There was a quiet calm in the air, the kind that slips into your bones and makes you believe, just for a moment, that today might be good. I stretched slowly, allowing myself to enjoy the rare feeling of optimism. I didn’t have much to do today—technically nothing urgent—but I did want to speak with Matthias. The list of fourteen candidates had been sitting with him for a good amount of time now, and I needed to know if he’d finally made his picks.If he hadn’t… well, I’d handle it myself.I’d go through the list again, narrow it down to three strong contenders, contact them, schedule individual interviews, and—if they passed—begin the training process immediately. We didn’t have time to waste, and this wasn’t a role just anyone could fill. They had to be sharp, focused, and loyal.And after that, I’d speak with Matthias about compensation. Contracts. Bonuses. Travel allowance if necessary for
I caved a few minutes later and called my father.I didn’t expect him to answer. Honestly, I’d half-hoped he wouldn’t. But he did—and when his voice came through the line, it was clipped and irritated.“Hello? Who is this?”He was annoyed. Not confused. Not curious. Just bothered. Which told me everything I needed to know. He must’ve been on his phone already, probably reading or scrolling, and answered out of reflex. If he’d known it was me, he would’ve ignored it. “It’s me. Dad.”There was silence on the other end, heavy and cold. I could almost hear him calculating whether this was worth his time.“…Matthias,” he finally said, voice as flat as stone. “What is it?”I swallowed hard. I didn’t even know how to begin. “I… I need your advice. On something.”His response was immediate and dismissive. “Talk to your new wife. Or your grandmother since those are the only people you care about.”I rushed the next words before he could hang up. “Please—please don’t. Just… don’t hang up. I ne
Nerissa was tense for the rest of the day after I returned from work that evening. She didn’t speak to me—just gave me clipped glances and slammed a few doors louder than necessary. I didn’t care. I couldn’t even bring myself to acknowledge her presence. Not when my mind was so full of Aurielle. Everything about her was starting to come back to me in vivid clarity, like someone had finally cleaned the dust off a long-forgotten mirror.Except this time, I wasn’t seeing our relationship through the lens I used to.I was seeing it for what it really was.And what I found… was disturbing.I was abusive.Not just emotionally distant. Not just cold. I hurt her physically and didn’t feel much guilt about it. I see it now, and I can barely stand myself for it. How could I justify choking out Aurielle? Grabbing her wrist too tightly?Aurielle had been right. She never gave me any real reason to doubt her. She never tried to manipulate me, never once acted out of character—at least not in the w